My Individual, Psychological Descent Coincided, Ironically, With

Land Of Snap Decisions, Land Of Short Attention Spans, Nothing Is Savored Long Enough To Really Understand.

The Coming Of The Kids Hasn't Come Out In My Art Yet.

I'm A Little Young For Retirement.

There Are Things To Confess That Enrich The World, And Things That Need Not Be Said.

Ira Gershwin, Shame On Him. I Mean, Some Of The Writing.